You can love somebody without it being like that. You keep them a stranger, a stranger who's a friend.

Anticipation is anxiety. I have always had a very extreme anxiety thing.

Never love a wild thing...If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.

You don't run out on people; you run out on yourself.

Of course, at their best, movies are anti-literature and, as a medium, belong not to writers, not to actors, but to directors.

She was a triumph over ugliness, so often more beguiling than real beauty, if only because it contains paradox. In this case, as opposed to the scrupulous method of good taste and scientific grooming, the trick had been worked by exaggerating defects; she'd made them ornamental by admitting them boldly.

I was terribly sure trees and flowers were the same as birds or people. That they thought things and talked among themselves. And we could hear them if we really tried. It was just a matter of emptying your head of all other sounds. Being very quiet and listening very hard. Sometimes I still believe that. But one can never get quiet enough.